Precious Little Bird

It's the ringing in my,
It's the ringing in my head,
What I did, and what was said.
When the wind is colder,
In the winter's coldest time,
Only gray is what you'll find.

Oh, oh.
She's the one you're gonna hurt,
She's your precious little bird,
Woo, ooh, ooh.
She's the one you're holding down,
She's the one you're gonna drown,
Woo, ooh, ooh.

It's the ugly finger,
That is pointing in your way,
'Cause you never do what you say.
It's the one you're losing,
It's the one you're losing here,
'Cause you always live by fear.

Oh, oh.
She's the one you're gonna hurt,
She's your precious little bird,
Woo, ooh, ooh.
She's the one you're holding down,
She's the one you're gonna drown,
Woo,ooh, ooh.

Oh, oh.
She's the one you're gonna hurt,
She's your precious little bird,
Woo, ooh, ooh.
She's the one you're holding down,
She's the one you're gonna drown.
Woo, ooh, ooh.
She's your precious little bird,
She's your precious little bird,
Woo, ooh, ooh.